Re-evaluations

Wow it's been a long time. That's a testament to how freakin busy I am. I might have a nervous breakdown some time next week, what with 4 projects due and none of them being half done yet. Let me begin by saying if I can pull this off, I must have superpowers or something.
I need to seriously rethink my ways. I am way to relaxed to start and then I freak out when all of a sudden everything is due all at once. I thought I had time, but apparently theres a week and a half left and I am wondering where the hell all the time went. I am scared. Oh girl (thats in place of oh boy, in case you were wondering). So I sit here in the IT lab waiting for my info for my TV drama project to print out, and there is a one hour wait. Everyone prints stuff at the same time... jeeze louise. Since I am not going to be at my presentation (thanks, Pesach, for being sooooo convenient) I thought it would be fun for film me so I could be there in spirit, or on video tape, whatever you want to call it. Let me just say I would make such a good tv personality. First I kick ass a talk show host in directors rotation, then I am hilarious on my fake cooking show. Wow. I am re-evalutating my career path. Well, not fully, I'm leaving room for more options. Options are good. So is time. something I have very little of these days. I dont think I am going to sleep at all next week, with the exception of maybe the holy sabbath. Its gonna be absolutely insane. I am going to re0evaluate my work ethic for the fall semester. Maybe actually do things in advance instead of playing for two weeks and then all of a sudden being completely overwhelmed by work. But its ok, I will pull through. Heywood wasnt very understanding of the whole Passover thing and not being able to work at all this weekend. Paper due on Thursday, not a word written yet, and theres no chance I will be able to eve start writing until some time tuesday, if at all then. Granted she's letting me hand it in after class some time, but still, an extra day or two wouldnt kill her. I will pat myself on the back if I can actually write a good paper and hand it in on time, and also finish my TV comedy project for thursday as well. Speaking of finishing projects, Video Production is a disaster waiting to happen. If we dont finish shooting this weekend (without me there) there is no way in hell its gonna be done. I hope everyone else realizes this. OH man oh man oh man, i need a sedative. RJP told me to calm down today becasue I was hyper active when i gave him his 25 cents to sell my chametz. I blamed it on the caffiene. combine that with stress and Im insane. I'm like one of those superballs that bounce uncontrollably. thats kind of fun in a way... Why wont my stuff print already dammit. I cant deal. At least I finished as much work as I could possibly do today. Tonight should be fun, what with all the kitchen scrubbing. Oh speaking of my apartment, fun stuff. LAst night I accidentally forgot to lock the door after Ruthie left when we finshed shooting out commercial. I know, its a big deal, I majorly screwed up. SO when Sareen and Leslie came home at 2 in the morning and the door was wide open, they reasonably freaked out. and then woke me up. I was not happy to be woken up at 2 in the morning, but they thought someone broke in. Um, hello, its impossible to get into our building... but I understand where they were coming from with the whole freaked out thing. So i said it was my fault and tried to go back to sleep. Yes, I did bad. But does that mean you can then talk on the top of your lungs for the next 15 minutes? IT was 2 in the morning. you woke me up, at least let me go back to sleep. Am I out of line thinking it was rude of them to be so loud? granted I made a boo-boo, but have some respect for the sleeping. But anyway, I need to do major pesach cleaning and I know I am not going to get any help from them. I'm on kitchen duty this week anyway, so whatever. But I am making it clear that after I clean tonight they should not bring any Chametz into the apt before they leave. not that I can control it, as I am leaving before them. I cant wait for next year and not having to worry about these things. I shouldve started my re-evaluation plan long ago. come on printer... PRINT.

Oh The Insomnia

Yes, It has happened again. It's back and there is nothing I can do about it, aside from drug myself silly of course. By IT I mean my insomnia. Just when I thought it would finally go away for good, the bastard had to come and bite me in the tushy again. So the count is up to three out of four nights lying awake until at least 5 a.m. What a joy. It is especially lovely on a monday night/Tuesday morning such as this past eve, when I need to wake up for a 9:30 class. But it gets better, trust me. I was seriously contemplating skipping the 9:30 class last night. I was ready to set the alarm for a later hour. And this was before I knew mr. insomnia was coming back with a vengence. But, like the good girl that I am, I said to myself, "Lindsay, you're going to class in the morning, it is the right thing to do." And so, I did just that. I got my groggy ass out of bed and made it to class EARLY at 9:25. Fast forward 20 minutes, and Heywood still hasnt shown her face. Girl behind me starts talking to boy next to me about amphetamines. Interesting convo. Class decides if Heywood doesnt show in 5, we're outa here. And I think to myself, I should have slept in. I hate my bad decision making. I need someone to make all of my decisions for me, that way I cant blame myself for my poor choices, it will all be someone elses fault, except for the whole choosing the person thing. To top off the whole waking uo unnecessarily early thing, I stupidly took five pills this morning on an empty stomach, so I was nauseous as hell and wanting to puke like woa. WHy five pills? Well, I need my daily calcium and vitamins, plus nasal decongestant for this dumbass cold, plus vitamin c and zinc to spead up the recovery process. So thats 5 buggers I downed, with no food. Silly me. So off to Espresso Royale went I, for some nurishment in the form of- what else- a whole wheat bagel con avocado spread. That did the trick. I still had two hours to kill before my Director's Rotation (oh the joy, just wait) so I took a fake nap in the com lounge. By fake, I mean I sat with my eyes closed and attempted to sleep, but the asshole alluded me yet again. With the countdown at 1 hour, I made my way to the studio to "prepare." And then suddenly, it was 1:00. crunch time. As Assistant Director, everything went fine. I must say, I make a fine AD. I did a pretty damn good job as Technical Director too, if I do say so myself. Alas, the day did not end there. No, I still had to Direct. I was surprisingly calm, at least calmer than I thought I would be. Perhaps I was too confident? Who knows. Take 1 was just ridiculous. The cameras should be in sequence people! 2 comes after 1, not 3!!! Dammit, I made such a mess it was laughable. Oh well, We get two takes. And take two was a lot better. Not flawless, but not nearly as horrible as the first one. I think if I got a chance to do three, I would knock em dead. EH. At least thats over with, now I get to sit back and do the easy jobs while someone else screws up more than I did. I seriously hope someone is worse than me, so that I dont look like such a complete fool. As mean as it is to wish bad on someone else, man I need to look good. At least I wasnt a wreck afterwards like some other people... Maybe I will actually sleep tonight?

Creek Geek, but such a Sneak

Gee, I can rhyme. Who woulda thunk. Anycrap, Remember Dawson's Creek? Oh the goodness. It was quite the obsession for me, and many loved ones. Well, this fine morning, I revisited the Capeside gang, circa 2002 (not thier best season, but still...). Thank you, TBS, for re-running such a super teen drama. Yes, I can use industry terms, I am allowed thanks to my wonderful COM FT training. I'm so professional. Now you may be wondering how I managed to watch the illustrious cable channel that really is funny (come on... the commercials... i watch too much tv). After all, I am too cheap to pay for cable. Actually, I am too cheap to pay for a lot of things, but we'll get to that later. To make for my cheapness, and actually to combat it, I am magnificently sneaky. So, this morning, I pulled off a wonder sneak. Let's recap, for those of you who did not follow my every move this fine a.m. 7:30 am, alarm goes off, I strip and crawl into the shower. 8:00 am, still in robe & towel but nice and clean, crawl back into bed, reset alarm, snoozefest. 8:30 am, second alarm, run to bathroom and blow dry/ straighten hair. 8:45, burn fingers. ouch. The price I pay for looking beautiful. 9:00, quickly get dressed. 9:15, I'm off to work. 10:55 am, I find out my 12:00 job is cancelled. Brain synapses start firing. Stealthily I make my way to my coat, casually walk out of B-05, out the door of CAS and into the sunshine. 10:59, arrive at Hillel. Enter Lounge. TV is open. So I have a seat, and flip to channel 30, knowinf perfectly well that Dawson and Joey are waiting for me. And I have successfully managed to sneak out of work yet again. I am getting so good at this. Or maybe they just dont care? Could be... but I like to think im really sly. Which I am. Watching the Creek, all the memories flooded back, and with every person who walked by or sat down and commented on the show, I noticed from my well informed responses that I watch a LOT of tv. Maybe too much? Nah. When I suggested this at lunch Lili said it was ok bc it's my job too. She's so smart. But yes, that is the second wonder of my sneakiness. I manage to eat lunch at hillel quite often these days. Partly in due to my stealth, but also partly due to the generosity of certain Hillelers. I love guest meals and dining points. Which brought me to what I think was a hilarious and very astute observation, which I gladly pointed out. Adams facial hair and head hair is exactly the same length! And they are kind of connected, so either he has hair hair on his face, or he has a beard on his head. I think he has a beard on his head. I didnt tell him that, but maybe I should. He would like that. What if all guys had beards on thier heads? That would be creepy. Creepy like the vision of Josh Katz lying sprawled across the couch. He didnt get why I got scared. It wasnt that he was lying down, it was the manner in which he was lying down. He just likes to twist around what I say. But now I am way off topic. Back on track... Dawsons Creek and Lunch. I managed to stay away from work for 2 hours... couldve stayed longer but the damn TV could bring itself back to B-05. It was be so cool if it could though. Someone should invent a machine like that. If only I was scientifically inclined, but alas, I am not. Oh well. At least I still have my TV.

Ode to RJP

OH Rabbi Joseph Pollack, how you intrigue me. Friday night was perhaps your most shining moment, yes by far it had to be. Most will agree, and we did not stop talking about it all night, even into the next morning. After all, RJP wants to cancel Judaism. An amazing suggestion, one we will all support you in, good ol' RJP. Listen up old man, yes it is not ok for the Ortho minyan to start 45 minutes late. But guess what! Its also not ok for the rabbi to give a 45 minute speech about nothing, where you spend 40 of the minutes wasting our time. Just get to the freakin point. But another thing, dear sir. While it is nice that you like to go up to people you don't recognize, presumably people visiting the school, it is not ok to go up to people who DO go to BU and ask them where they are from. YES RABBI, I GO TO BU, and I GO TO HILLEL EVERY DAY. In fact, I am on student Board. More people in Hillel like me than you. SO there. I'm not bitter or anything, I just dont like you, and you certainly gave me an even better reason this friday night. But the weekend was a very good one at that. RJP fiasco only provided us with much fuel for laughs, after all, we are cancelling Judaism. Its over. Everyone go out and do what you wish, its ok, RJP has cancelled Judaism so dont worry. And the night just got better from there on out. Who wouldnt want to see Josh Katz and Jonathan go head to head in a push-up contest? Awesomeness. We did all overestimate Jonathan strength. I figured he is so skinny that he would shock us all with his insane muscle. I neglected to take into account the fact that Josh is about four times the size and probably eats Jonathans weight for lunch. Oh well, it was hilarious to watch. Saturday too did not disapppoint, as Josh Katz offended people as usual, making me laugh alot. If I could carry him around with me I would, it would be so entertaining. Weird and creepy, but hilarious. ANd the best part about lunch- Lindsay continues to dominate in the art of Sandwich making. I attribute my successes to the trait I seem to have inherited from my OCD mother. I make the neatest sandwiches ever. Granted I also put the best stuff in them, but everyone agreed my sandwich looked the most appetizing, in part due to its incredible beauty and neatness. Thanks mom. In spite of all of these wonderfull shabbat happenings (all of which I have not included, as there were many), none compared to the greatness of post shabbat happenings. I met the DONNAS, and I have to say, Fat Donna is not nice, and she does not know how to put on eyeliner. It was smeared at the edges and coming off her eye all wierd. Maybe thats why she wasnt friendly. I personally think thats no excuse, after all singer DOnna and Drummer DOnna and Guitar Donna were all very nice and friendly. Singer Donna said she liked me necklace. Drummer Donna like my shirt, and got all excited when I told her I played drums too. And Guitar donna was all nice and say my name on my necklace and personalized my card. So all in all, the Donnas rock except fat donna. Maybe she is jealous bc all of the other DOnnas arent fat. Lili said maybe she was mean bc i called her fat donna, but I said I didnt call her Fat Donna to her face, I just dont know what her name is. Meredith then informed me that her name is Mya. Well ok Mya DOnna or whatever you call yourself, I dont care that you are fat, you play a mean bass, but be nice! smile! All the other DOnnas shook my hand, but you did not! shame on you!!!! After the concert it was off to Marina's for some partying. JD BEBE was there! So was this other kid who looked really familiar. I asked him why he looked so familiar. He took one look at me and said, Sociology discussion, Professor Stone. Boy in blue shirt, I appluad you for having such a fantastic memory, bc that class was two semesters ago. I know I am unforgettable, maybe you should pass on some of your memory skills to RJP, he cant seem to remember people who he sees every day. Then we switched the clocks, but my phone wasnt switching, and I wanted to watch it jump ahead. Josh and Alana assured me that it would switch evetually, but that was no condolence for the loss of me seeing it happen. Alana and I walked home at 3 am in the rain. My pants were soaked through, so I took them off in the hallway. I dont know how they got that wet, I had an umbrella. Yes, it was a good weekend indeed.